My senior year of college was the only year I lived off-campus, and during that time I shared a house with three close friends. I still keep in touch with said friends, and as of tonight, all of them are married or engaged to be married. Naturally, as the last single roommate, I kind of feel like the odd (wo)man out. I expect to be with my girlfriend for a long time, but even if we were ready to talk about marriage, it's not like we could go through with it because my gf is trans and her legal identity is complicated.

My soon-to-be/wedded friends, all of whom are straight, have no idea how lucky they are to be able to get married. Even if though I'm usually indifferent to the idea of marriage in general, it'd still be nice to know I could waltz into any courthouse in America and get a wedding license. Being queer hurts sometimes.